So that you may understand
Safari Chick, after reading your post about 15 year old Bill and girls, I got to thinking, perhaps he just didn't know the right girls.
OK, It's clear that you need some history here. My folks divorced when I was 11. Mom & I moved to the Oregon coast in to a area the the nearest stoplight was 25 miles away. One TV channel that was snowy, little radio, party lines on the phone....internet???? No such thing.
Mom would go to the "Big city" a couple times per month to get her hair done. I'd go to the coin-op laundry and start a few machines, then go to the local library. There I discovered the hunting section & read EVERYTHING there was to read on all hunting but especially Africa. TR Roosevelt, Karamojo Bell, Hunter, Ruark, Patterson, & Capstick were my entertainment & "friends".
Fast forward to college. I went to a teacher's college where the ratio of males to females was about 3:1. I did OK
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with "the Right ones". In fact, I cut a pretty wide swath at times.
Now at 15, I'd only had a couple of years to develop the desire for girls. BUT, I've had 40+ years to develop the desire for the Dark Continent.
Shallom, I can't take gin....Safari Chick....tequilla, NEVER again. I'm dangerous as a wounded leopard on that stuff. But, gve me a 1/5th of GOOD Irish wiskey and I'll just dream all night about DG charges...which is better than what I dreamed about @ 15
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